Orphanage - PhanOrphanage - Phan2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
“Boys, get into your beds and listen up!” Her shrill voice called. I rolled my eyes, but clambered into my bed anyways, knowing what would happen if I didn't. As I waited for the twelve other boys to do the same, I lifted the covers and crawled inside, quickly pulling the blankets back over myself. Mrs. Morgan let her hawk-eye gaze travel the room, settling on each boy for a second before traveling to the next. This made the one’s who weren't in their bed yet dive onto their mattresses, cuddling into their blankets faster than I had. When her eyes rested on me, I swear she glared even more, if it’s possible.
See, I guess Mrs. Morgan hates me a lot, more than any of the others. I mean, she hates us all a lot, doesn't even attempt to hide it, but I am her number one star to pick on. I can honestly say that I have no clue why. Even if I were told to guess, I wouldn't be able to. I haven’t caused much trouble, not nearly as much as some of the others. I’